Happy 274th birthday tomorrow to Casimir Pulaski, the father of the most fucked up holiday Illinois schoolkids ever got a day off for!
It’s time for everyone to get to know a little bit more about each other with the help of a quartet of quite queer questions from Melanie B. Cee. Make that Reigning Contest of Whatever Winner Melanie B. Cee. It’s the weekly Share Your World TMI-fest! Let’s get a look at those pretty earths…
I wouldn’t want to be a member of any club that would have me as a member.
What’s the first thing you notice about a person?
What they’re wearing on their feet…. or sometimes, lack thereof. I hate making eye contact with people, and always feel uncomfortable when I know I’m getting the staredown. I’m generally looking downward when I approach people… and since I work the night shift at Mecca, this is what I often see….
Dammit! I said I hate making eye contact!
What three habits do you feel would improve someone’s life?
First, take this….
And SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS!!!!
Second…
Learn to LIGHTEN THE FUCK UP!!!
And lastly…
Laugh at The GOOD, THE BAD, AND THE UGLY in life. If you need any help with the laughter, try reading The Nest more often…
What takes up too much of your time? Would you stop that if you could?
Work takes up too much of my time. When you count lunch breaks and commute, about 48 hours a week. Obviously, I can’t stop working since I really need the money to feed myself and these two furball sponges that live in the same house as I do. I also can’t stop working because it’s become almost my exclusive form of physical activity. It only takes about four or five days off work to start feeling like Jabba the Hutt just lying around like a beached blob and feeling like a giant puddle of puke…
It might not be so bad if I got my own pleasure slave…
Cookies, pastries, pie or cake? If not, what does your sweet tooth crave?
There is nothing quite like burnt, homemade chocolate chip cookies (No, I’m not being sarcastic). Brownies are nice too…
No, Fuzzywig… not those kind.
I generally load up on chocolate bars with nuts… especially Hershey with almonds. Kit Kats work too.
Diabeetus, here I come!
Gratitude? Are You Happy? If so, why? If not, why not?
I have many reasons to not be happy this past week… but that’s not how I roll. I’ll settle for being thankful that the Contest of Whatever is finally over and was a huge success this year. I’m especially thankful to have such an awesome group of people following little old me!
Pretend these people are all you… and that it’s OK to be blue sometimes.
Evil Squirrel's Nest 
that is very wise to look at the feet of people too… we have to make sure they have no hooves right? and just in case we will meet us once I buy more shoes now to look ok at the first look ;O)
Yeah, there are a lot of people with hooves… and they aren’t all unicorns.
Thanks E. Squirrel for finding my quartet of quite queer questions (damn. I have a tongue twister stuck in my brain pan now) worthy of attention. No, Mitzi that tongue thing doesn’t involve licking anything. Since me & my posse (those critters on the shelf) don’t wear shoes much, you might get a glimpse of bare (bear) toes… or paws. Fortunately they ain’t hairy. Hairy toes.. ew. Okay Thanks for Sharing Your Unique World with everyone! Peace.
I’ll bet there’s plenty of toejam on those bear feet. Except for Slutty’s, but that’s because she prefers partners with a foot fetish. Eeeeew and ick…..
Perhaps you were a podiatrist in another life and that is why you still look at feet first? Had you thought of that?
I guess that’s possible. Though I guess that would mean that people who tend to stare at other people’s butt would have been…… well….
Weird Al seems to be stalking, er following you and us a lot lately. Here’s to loads of cool slippers.
That guy gets around… and it would be cool if he actually followed my blog.
It must be awesome to have the Blue Man Group following your site – and two of them are women!
Little does Jabba know that his “love slave” is about to throttle him with her chain… (oops, spoiler alert!)
Noooooooooooo!!! Now you’ve gone and ruined the movie for me! Next thing you’ll tell me is she’s Luke’s sister or something shocking like that….
Surely not, that would just be crazy.